[ Right, so, since this is clearly a thing that's happening for real right now, Alice decides that the best thing to do is throw on a nice, cozy bathrobe and go for a walk. Away from her supposedly very real family. A husband. Two kids. What the fuck.

Some of the overly cheerful neighbors greet her with a smile, remarking lightly on her strange habits and asking if bathrobe-clad walks are a new thing she's trying out. Alice just agrees and gives a tight laugh and keeps going. She doesn't have enough information to really interact with them yet.

And then there's this guy who steps out onto his porch and asks no one at all what the hell, and Alice couldn't agree more. The fact that he isn't giving her a too jolly laugh over her current state of dress means that whatever spell or trick this is, he's been yanked into it too. Which also means that, maybe, they can help each other out. ]

Um— coffee. Can I— Can you spare a cup of coffee?

[ Because she probably shouldn't jusr walk inside a stranger man's house. It's very clear the era this is supposed to be, and Alice is a young married woman here. Best not rock the boat yet. ]

I might be able to answer your question, but um— some coffee would be nice.